Six Mares of The Apocalypse

Nov 28, 2097

Twilight Sparkle

It’s been six years since Equestria fell. my friends and I are all that’s left of pony-kind. Every day I wonder what might have been if the sisters had stayed together, if they hadn’t tried to split the world, we’d all still have our families, and friends. I would probably be flying a kite with Shining Armor, or finding out something new about friendship, Applejack hasn’t quite been the same since she lost Apple Bloom. Every night she sits by the fire gently strumming her guitar with Fluttershy’s dog Riley laying by her. Fluttershy found Riley two years ago under the overpass, hungry, and scared. She brought him to our camp to try and bring back a little bit of hope and joy to our lives, speaking of; Pinkie has lost hers, she isn’t depressed, but that joyful party pony all of Equestria knew has long since passed. Pinkie is still happy, but she has a more realistic view of the world, Rarity is still fashionable, but she also has become a bit more of realist. As for Rainbow and myself...I had lost an eye, due to infection and Rainbow Dash lost a wing during the war. We are both trying our best to live without our appendages, Rainbow Dash adopted a prosthetic wing while I have taken on an eye-patch. As rough as the wasteland that we once called home has been rough to us, Rarity actually found us an old mining camp so we aren’t so cluttered like we were in the old trailer we shared. There are only three homes in this new camp, but we make due. There were plenty of clothes, food, and other assorted supplies. As the night approaches and the fire dies out we all listen to Applejack’s guitar. Even now as I write this, she gently plucks the strings in the background, it’s an almost calming sensation to listen to her play. When we aren’t scavenging, or listening to Applejack’s guitar, we’re trading stories about our old lives, we don’t usually bring up family in our stories, because Applejack doesn’t like to talk about hers. So we either make up stories, tell old legends, or talk about all we’ve been through as friends.